Last Weekend and This One...

Last weekend (not this most recent one -- but the one before), David Scott and I headed north after work on Friday. I had a meeting up there on Monday morning, so we were able to make it a long weekend. Scotty stayed in BR as he had a huge trial to finish prepping for; he and Lola got some quality one-on-one time with one another.

On Saturday, DS and I ran all over the state. Not really, but we were gone from about 8:30 that morning until about 5:30 that evening. First stop was Betsey's house. She'd picked up something for me for DS' birthday cake, and I had a coupon for her, and of course, the babies played together. Although we only got to stay for about an hour or so, the kiddos had a good time and B and I got to visit a little...when we weren't trying to corral Stella Grace and David Scott.

 DS, SG, and Minnie's tail

Next stop was the pumpkin patch at The Townshend House in Ruston.  Boo met us there so we could take pics of DS surrounded by a bunch of pumpkins.  Last year, when DS was about a month or so old, I'd bought a cute john-john off Etsy (size 12 mo.) and I wanted to ensure that we got pics of him in his outfit before it got too small.  It fit him to perfection and is probably too small for him this week.  Literally.  Here are a few pics from our photo session:

 

After that, we stopped by Brad's office to see him for a few minutes before we headed to Tech to tailgate for a while.  DS sneaked in a few little naps on our way to Rayville, and then Rayville to Ruston, so he would be good to go for a little while longer so I felt pretty good about staying there an hour or so.  Tech is actually a pretty good place to tailgate with small children.  We were able to park super-close to Boo and Dusty's tailgate spot; it wasn't swelteringly hot (although we certainly could've used a few degrees of relief); AND there weren't tens of thousands of people milling around.  With LSU games, you're lucky if you can park 3.5 miles away from your destination; and there are always throngs of people everywhere.  DS got an up close and personal view of the band, the football players, and a bulldog named Ruston.  I think the dog was his favorite.  Brad and his girlfriend stopped by just before DS and I headed to Monroe for a visit with Mimi, Mamaw, and Papaw.

Auntie Boo and DS

Ruston the Bulldog, Ruston's tongue, and DS

We got to M&P's about 2:30. David Scott played peek-a-boo with Papaw; and Mamaw found some "vintage" toys for him to play with as well. We kept waiting for him to take a step on his own...we're still waiting. Sidenote: DS has now taken 3 (THREE) single steps -- two in front of Scotty while I was cleaning up (Scotty, if you're reading this, don't laugh; I count unloading the dishwasher as cleaning up.) and taking a shower, and he took the third one at daycare one day about two weeks ago. I am still in denial about the steps' alleged existence until I see him do it. Anyhoo, we had a nice visit at Mamap & Papaw's, and headed back to the 'Boro after a couple of hours. Gran and Papa D were happy to see us -- or at least they were happy to see David Scott. Since having DS, Scotty and I have pretty much accepted the fact that our families only see us as breeders of their grandhildren/great-grandchildren and we're pretty much second-class citizens. I'm just kidding. Maybe.

 Playing peek-a-boo with his great-grandparents

 Playing with toys that Daddy used to play with

 Sunday we didn't do much. Just hung around Mama and David's house, watched football, played outside, etc. Boo came home b/c she loves spending her every waking moment when we're in town with him, and I don't mind one bit. She's his only aunt and I get a little repreive from being on Mama-duty 24/7/365. When she's around, it's more like 24/7/364.75. Ha! On Monday, Sue-Sue and Angel came to Mom's so I could go do my meeting that morning; we'd met Sue-Sue, Alicia, Dale, Leslie, and Riley for supper on Sunday night which was fun too. DS had a good time Monday morning, but I think we were both ready to come back home on Monday.

Besides DS catching some kind of diarrhea virus, this past week was uneventful. We didn't see too much of Scotty all week as he had the big trial Tuesday through Friday. His efforts paid off tremendously and they won their case. It was a HUGE victory for his law firm and I'm proud of my lead-attorney husband. Going back to DS' little problem, I had to go pick him up from daycare early on Thursday due to the issue -- mainly b/c if he had another diaper like that, he'd HAVE to miss Friday. Naturally, I'm going to send him to daycare if I'm able and he's well enough. On Friday, he still wasn't totally better, but it wasn't bad enough that he had to stay home from daycare. Looking back, perhaps he should have though since today, Monday, he still has it and I was called around lunchtime to come get him as he'd had 2 blowouts of the liquid variety. So sorry if this is TMI. After consulting with his pediatrician, he's been on the BRATs diet since Friday. The BRATs Diet consists of Bananas, Rice, Applesauce, and Toast, trying to stick with whole grains, so I added Cheerios and noodles to that list. He's also been eating crackers. We didn't do too much this past weekend -- ran a few errands and watched football, mainly.

So thinking DS was all better this morning, I sent him on to daycare without a care in the world. About 9:15 this morning, I rec'd call #1 notifying me of blowout #1. At 12:30, I rec'd call #2 regarding blowout #2. Due to the nature of the blowouts, he had to go home. At work, I'm in the middle of a big project which has a deadline of noon tomorrow which is when I have to leave for the airport; I'm going to Atlanta for a 1-day seminar on healthcare reform and will be back Wednesday evening. So, given the fact that I have this deadline, I had to work from home this afternoon, while Sir Poos a Lot crawled all around and generally whined to be held; Lola barked...it was just a zoo All. Afternoon. Long. Thank goodness for The Lion King. He'd never seen that movie before -- truth be told, DS doesn't watch too much tv period. However, my favorite Disney movie was able to capture his attention for a little while so I could get some work done. And since we had to go home with the Big D today, he has to be Big D free for 24 hours before he can go back to daycare. So guess who's going to be a stay-at-home-dad tomorrow? Yep, my lead-attorney husband and DS are having a father-son day. Scotty's quote from earlier this evening, "I hope we survive. Seriously."

I hope they survive, too. Hey -- Happy 11-month birthday to my little David Scott. I will write up the official 11-month post after I return from my trip. I still have clothes to deal with, a bag to pack, work to finish. Ugh. Wish us all luck. And pray that DS gets over this virus real quick -- like he doesn't have any on Tuesday as he may have to stay at home Wednesday as well. I know Scotty has a busy Wednesday planned, so we may have to make alternate arrangements for a baby-sitter since I won't be back til that evening.

This week...

As I mentioned in my last post, Scotty and I celebrated our anniversary -- 4 years -- on September 23rd.  We are so lucky that we have good friends around us who kept David Scott so we could celebrate.  Friday night, our baby-sitter Katelyn came over to watch DS for the evening while we went out to eat.  Ruth's Chris...yummy!  Then on Saturday, after running a bunch of errands, Racheal and Brandon Bellemin came over to watch DS for the afternoon and evening so we could tailgate and go to the LSU game.  It was a very late night due to the timing of the game (8 p.m. -- ugh).  We didn't get to bed until 2 a.m. and were exhausted when David Scott, my early bird, decided it was wake-up time just 4 hours later.  Luckily, I was able to get him back to sleep a little longer after taking a bottle, so Scotty got up with him about 8.  We'd planned to go to the Saints game, but on such little sleep decided that wasn't the best of ideas.  My co-worker Lauri, who'd volunteered to keep DS anytime we needed her, convinced us to go and let them keep DS as we'd originally planned.  Game on.  So we went.  We had fun...most of the game...until we got behind...and then we lost.  Basically, our whole weekend was spent away from DS (sad face).  I know that will probably not happen again, but I hated not spending the whole weekend with him since that's the only time we really get to spend time with him -- unless you count the time in the car on the way to/from daycare every day (about 2 hours), and then there's the 2 hours or so in the evening spent feeding, playing, bathing, getting ready for bed, and then it's bedtime.  It saddens me to think about all the time we're missing out on while he's at daycare -- but, he's getting way more socialization there than I would be able to provide him at home.  But then again, perhaps he wouldn't have caught Thrush like he apparently did this week.

On Wednesday, tough-guy DS fell face first into the grass/ground and bloodied his nose a little bit.  Then on Thursday, I get a call about 9:15.  It went something like this:
     Daycare:  Sarah, this is Ms. Hope (the director).  Look, David Scott has some white spots in his mouth.  Did you happen to notice anything this morning?
     Me:  (Wearing a heat that reads "Bad Parent") No, ma'am.  Does he need to go to the doctor?  (All the while I'm thinking to myself, "Stupid question...they wouldn't be calling you if this wasn't a big deal.")
     Daycare:  Well, given his cold and the fact that his voice is still cracking, I'd say yes.  But he's not running any fever.
     Me:  OK.  What do you think it is?  (Just so I know what to expect)
     Daycare:  Probably Thrush or maybe Hand, Foot, Mouth.
     Me:  (Sighs to myself...yuck...wonderful)  I'll come get him as soon as I can get an appointment scheduled.
     Daycare:  OK, darlin'.  Take your time.  (All the while I know she's thinking, "Hurry up and come get your infectious kid before we all catch whatever he has...")

So we went to the doctor.  Diagnosis:  Thrush.  A common ailment of small children which nonetheless requires prescription meds for about 2 weeks as well as either boiling and possibly replacing all bottle nipples and pacis.  I sterilized it all and we've decided now just may be the time that we try and get rid of the paci.  So Thursday night we put DS to bed without his paci.  No screams.  No tears.  Just glorious sleep...until 5:30.  Scotty got up and brought my crying little man to snuggle in bed with me while he got ready and left for work.  We slept for about 45 minutes longer before we were required to get up and get ready for daycare and work.  I'm looking forward to this weekend.  Nothing planned other than the never-ending running errands (and of course football non-stop) and spending some QT with a certain Ladies Man...

10 Months...

So I guess I'll save the other Christening pics for another day.  On Saturday, David Scott turned 10 months old.  Wow!  Last night, as Scotty and I were watching the Saints beat the 49'ers, the first few weeks after DS' birth came flooding back to both of us after one little smell:  anti-bacterial hand liquid.  Scotty found it and had squirted some on his hands.  Like a weird-o, I smelled his hands on and off for several minutes thinking about our life for the past 10 months, but more specifically, those first few weeks when we were OCD about using that anti-bacterial stuff.  Time passes by so quickly.  I'm sad and happy at the same time.  I love seeing what each new stage of DS' life brings, but at the same time, I know that we'll never get back a day that's passed..  For instance, I very much looked forward to DS becoming mobile.  Now that we're constantly chasing after him saying stuff like, "David Scott, don't put that in your mouth!" or, "David Scott, we do not tear up magazines!" or my personal favorite, "David Scott, we sit still when Mama (or Daddy...occasionally) is trying to change your diaper!" I sometimes long for the days when I could get our little monkey to sit still to do anything.  DS is on the move 24/7, which is no surprise b/c he was so active most of the time when I was pregnant that I just knew he'd be a ball of energy...the kid has not let me down.  He literally won't sit still long enough to finish his bottle most mornings and at night, too.  The only time we can keep him in one place is at bathtime, when he's confined to the parameters of the bathtub.  But even then, it's like a water explosion around the tub from DS dropping toys filled with water from the tub to the floor.  Scotty has been on bath patrol lately and seems to be nearly as wet as David Scott once it's over.  :)Now on to David Scott's 10-month stats.

David Scott, you are currently:

• 28.5" in length
• 22.5 pounds
• still wearing a size 3 diaper
• wearing 9 and 12-month sized clothes
• wearing a size 3 or 4 shoe (if you're wearing shoes at all!)
• eating less and less baby food and trying more adult food.  You will try anything, which I personally love!
• still loving Lola.  Your favorite thing when you're eating is to share with her.  Daddy and I don't like that so much; but Lola Bean doesn't mind one bit.  Go figure.
• cruising on all furniture.  Daddy saw you take a small step as you were reaching for your lion walking toy this weekend.  I missed it since I was slaving away, unloading the dishwasher.  however, we haven't been able to replicate that action, so I'll believe it when I see it.  I'm pretending like it didn't really happen, anyway.
• saying several words, including:  MaMa, DaDa, Lola (sounds like yoyo), ba (haven't figured out if this is ball or bottle as you've said it with both), Touchdown (tuh duh)
• doing the signal for "Touchdown" and have been for a couple of weeks.  I think this was Daddy's proudest moment so far by having you do this on command.  You're like our little show dog.  :)
• still not watching much tv -- not a bad thing.  You did, however, watch the first few minutes of the game last night with us.  You were so tired that you wouldn't even do the Touchdown move when we scored.
• growing 8 teeth -- the same teeth you've had for a couple of months now.  I think you may be getting ready to sprout a few new ones since you currently have a little cold and didn't sleep well at all Sunday night.  For the record, no one else slept Sunday night either -- including Mimi who stayed with us on her way to NO for work.

I can't believe you're on the cusp of walking.  I was just talking about your birth day today with one of my friends from work, CJ, who is expecting her own little boy in January -- we hope you'll be good friends.  Speaking of January,  I just found out last week that you'll be moving to the Toddler class at the beginning of the year.  Although you'll be the youngest one in your class, Ms. Hope thinks you're "advanced" and can handle it (proud mother moment).  Several of your current classmates will also be in there with you.   You have the best little personality and I think you'll thrive in a new environment, with new friends, new people, new experiences.  I look forward to picking you up every day and hearing (from your "teachers" Ms. Nora, Ms. Sandy, or Ms. Katie, of course) how your day went -- and oh yeah, I also love the look on your face when you see me (another swelling of motherly pride).  I hope you continue to have good days and love school as much as I always did.  Your daddy and I look forward to many, many years of learning new tricks, and perfecting old ones with you.  You are and will continue to be the light of our lives.

Love, Mama

P.S.  We're going to the doctor in the morning as I think DS has a sinus infection. 

P.P.S.  Happy Anniversary to my sweet, hard-working, awesome, loving, caring, providing, grilling, diaper-changing, baby-bathing, dog-washing, nose-suctioning, clothes-washing, carpet-cleaning, touchdown-move-perfecting, manner-teaching, baby-daddy husband of mine.  You are my best friend and I'm so glad to be raising a family and going through life with you.

The Christening...

Christening...Baptism...whatever you want to call it.  Either way, David Scott is now "official" as far as the church is concerned.  Last weekend, we were fortunate enough to be able to have the ceremony at First United Methodist Church in Winnsboro.  This place holds a special spot in our hearts as it was the church Scotty and I both grew up in AND it is the church we were married in almost 4 years ago.  One of my great-great-great (?) relatives was one of the initial founders of FUMC-Winnsboro, as well.  So yeah, we go way back.

Anyway, we'd chosen that specific weekend b/c it was a holiday weekend and I knew we wouldn't have to rush home to BR after scarfing down our lunch.  Nearly everyone got to attend the service -- of course, there was Scotty and me, Gran and Papa D, Mimi and Chuck, Mamaw (no Papaw as he wasn't feeling up to it -- we missed him, though), Auntie Boo and Uncle Dusty, Uncle Lee, Uncle B and his girlfriend Courtney, (Scotty's) Uncle Davey and Aunt Paula, and cousins Ben, Shelby, and Whitney (and Paula's niece whose name I don't recall).  After we arrived at the church, I noticed one familiar head, in particular -- my Aunt Millie and part of her family had come from Houston (well, Toledo Bend, really) to celebrate with us.  I was so overcome, I started tearing up when I saw her and Christina (and of course Rex, Emily, Dylan, and Jake).  I was so happy to have some of my dad's side of the family with us.  Bud Bud, of course, was there in spirit with us; and in a special twist, Brad was wearing an actual pair of his socks.  So, kinda funny!  Speaking of Brad's attire, he was also wearing a bowtie.  Thank you Bill Nye, Science Guy for coming.  Actually, I want to see if he even reads my blog, so we'll see if he comments on anything.  :)

DS was very good throughout the ceremony -- even deciding at one point that two socks was too cumbersome so he took one off.  That's how he rolls.  As OCD as I am, I couldn't handle his feet not being even, so I removed the other sock right before he was presented to the congregation.  I wasn't expecting to be as proud of the events as I was, but I think with the surprise of my Aunt Millie and my cousin Christina and her family being in attendance, I was a little emotional. 

Two socks...

One sock...

No socks...

Afterwards we had lunch at Gran and Papa D's.  They'd prepared quite a spread for all 26 (!!!) of us.  We spent the rest of the day visiting with everybody (including two late-comers -- Jessie and Olivia), swimming, and visiting even more when Sue Sue, Alicia, and their crew came over for pizza that evening.  We had a great, long-weekend.  There really aren't enough of those.  I think we should have long weekends at least once a month, or more often would be fantastic.

We did a few other things last weekend, but I'll post about that later.  Here are some pics from after the ceremony.

My two babies and me...

The Rainwater Tribe...

Auntie Boo, DS, and Uncle Dusty --

Rach was my faithful photographer AND I think this is a great pic so I had to add it .

Good boy...

Eating grass...

Just a swingin'...

Mischevious...

David Scott...

Yes, Mama?

What are you doing?

Nothing...just using this crystal vase and silver stuff to stand up...

Success!  Bubbles!

Here, Mama.  Can we do bubbles?

David Scott, get out of the pantry.

 Here I come!

 Being silly in the bathtub...

 Practicing good oral hygeine...

The weekend is here!  We're having David Scott christened at FUMC-Winnsboro this weekend.  We're really excited to see everbody and we'll try to do a full wrap-up of our weekend after it's over with.  I'm very much looking forward to a long weekend; it is MUCH needed!

BTW, I did get a new camera for my birthday -- thanks, Scotty!  You are an awesome husband and I'm so lucky that you research stuff I'd like to make sure I'm getting what I think I want.  And even when I'm pretty sure I know what I want, you always surprise me with something extra that I didn't even know was available.  You are the best and I love you! 

Random post, but it's late and I'm tired. 

9 Months...

Whew!  David Scott, at 9 months old you are:

• 21 lbs
• 27 inches in length
• crawling...everywhere
• pulling up on anything you can
• getting into all cabinets and drawers
• still wearing a few clothes in size 6 months, but mainly you are wearing 9-12 months
• sleeping  (8p - 6a) through the night (FINALLY!), although some nights you still wake up, but we let you cry it out and hope that it doesn't scar you for life
• still taking 4 bottles a day, but you'll hardly sit still long enough to drink all 6 ounces in the morning
• eating baby food at breakfast (fruit with cereal), lunch (usually a veggie or two and a fruit), and dinner (usually a meat and a veggie)
• trying some soft adult foods.  So far you've had mac and cheese, spaghetti, a few bites of breatstick, green beans, and a bite or two of hamburger meat.  Dr. K said you could try anything except nuts, peanut butter, chocolate, and strawberries. 
• feeding yourself cheerios and graham crackers -- you love them both
• wearing a size 3 diaper
• saying Ma Ma, Da Da, Lola (it sounds like you're saying yo yo), Bottle (ba ba), Hot (ttt), and I think you were trying to say Thank You last night (da do) -- of course you're mimicing it when I say it, although I think it will be swell when you say it without being prompted :)
• standing for a few seconds at a time

My little munchkin, you are so fun and fun-loving.  You love everything (except sitting still), and I LOVE that you will eat any food that you've tried (except puffs, which I don't blame you...they are gross).  You constantly go, go, go and we are always chasing after you, trying to stop you from getting into whatever you're after.  Since you're now mobile, I know you'll get many bumps, bruises, and skinned knees along the way.  You are currently sporting a little bruise on your forehead from bonking your noggin on the armoire in the living room.  You only whimpered for a sec.  OH, and when we went for your 9-month well baby visit last Friday, they had to draw a little blood from your finger (to test for anemia).  You didn't even flinch when they stuck you or squeezed the blood from your little finger.  You were not anemic, but you are taking vitamins now (for fluoride).  Speaking of teeth, you love "brushing" your teeth; hopefully this good habit will continue throughout your life.  You know exactly where the bubbles are  in the pantry and you frequently crawl in that direction to go get the bubbles.  You are and will always be, the light of our lives.  We love you so much!

Mama and Daddy


Due to the constant desires of David Scott to not be still, getting a picture of him was next to  impossible.  Here are the things he wanted to do instead of taking the official 9 month picture:

Play in the dirty clothes...

Play with his Lion...

Go to bookcase and pick up giraffe... (and there is no denying who this child belongs to...his daddy!)

Still at the bookcase, reading a book...

Playing with the lion again and Daddy getting a little sugar and playtime in...

Finally!  A still shot -- featuring DS, the tiger, and the sock monkey -- it was the only way he'd sit still...

Hmmm...

Just in case you didn't know, DS is a huge Saints fan!

I couldn't really think of a title for this mostly random post.  We've been busy the last two weekends.  Weekend before last, we were in North LA to celebrate Mamaw's birthday (which we celebrated in spirit -- from the beach -- on her actual birthday...good thing she's kind and understanding!).  We had a great visit with nearly everybody -- sorry, Jessie, we just can't seem to get it together can we?  When I'm in Ruston, you go to Winnsboro; by the time you get back to Ruston, I'm already in Monroe.  Maybe next time!  We stayed with Boo and Dusty on Friday night. On Saturday, Betsey and I wrangled Stella Grace and David Scott at Olive Garden for lunch.  What were we thinking?  We totally needed a third adult to help with these two very mobile babies.  Lesson learned.  After that, we finally made it to Mamaw and Papaw's house where DS got in some very good quality time with his great-grandparents.  When Scotty finished playing golf and Mrs. Debbie got through with her errands, we celebrated Mamaw getting to her "middle earlies."  This is a term my own Mamaw used to use when we asked her how old she was.  Her reply was always, "I'm in my middle earlies."  I never quite figured out what the earlies were and where the middle was; but I guess that's just one of those questions that will forever go unanswered like the chicken and the egg debate.  I digress.  We ate steak, baked potatoes, salad, and my personal favorite -- birthday cake.  Yummy!  We even let David Scott have a bite of cake, but he made a funny face so I don't think he's a fan of cake...yet.  He'll be having his very own cake in about 3 months, so I thought it was ok for him to have a morsel.  Afterwards, we headed on to the 'Boro where Mom, David, Brad, and his gf Courtney were waiting on our arrival.  On Sunday, Boo and Dusty came down and the three boys went to play golf at Twin Jokes, I mean Twin Oaks, while the rest of us enjoyed the pool.

Scotty throwing David Scott in the air at Mam and Pap's

While we were in North LA, our friends Carroll and Melissa were experiencing the birth of their little boy, John.  We finally got to go visit them on Wednesday, and baby John is so cute!  David Scott thought his future BFF was cool, too.  He kept trying to reach out and touch him.  But since DS doesn't have the concept of gently touching anything, we didn't let him love on John at all really.  We're so excited for Carroll and Melissa as well as our other friends who are in the family way.  4 of us law school couples (in some grouping or another) have been going to Destin for a few days the last three or four summers.  Last summer I was 5 or 6 months pregnant, another couple (Charlie and Elsa Jeanne aka EJ) had just found out they were expecting, and the other two couples (Carroll and Melissa and Kevin and Kara) were still just families of two.  Now, however, we have David Scott, Charlie and EJ had Emma in February, Carroll and Melissa now have baby John, and Kevin and Kara's little girl will be here in October.  We skipped Law Vacay 2010, but when we resume next summer, we will all have a child and from the oldest to the youngest, there'll be about 11 months difference!  It's gonna be interesteing, that's for sure.

This past weekend, Scotty went to Destin for a weekend of golf with the boys and Mom and David (aka Gran and Papa D) came down for a visit.  Their actual intent was to attend a wedding Saturday night, but to stay with us so they could visit with us as well (really David Scott).  Too bad they didn't realize until Saturday afternoon that the wedding had actually taken place Friday night.  Way to go, Gran!  Letting those senior moments shine right through!  Looking back, we were actually at Outback at the time of the ceremony.

DS in Gran's lap at Outback -- what an expression!

On Saturday, I ran some errands while DS stayed at the house with Gran and Papa D.  We had his 9-month pictures on Sunday and he's getting Christened/baptized the Sunday before Labor Day, so I was on the lookout for the perfect outfit so we could include that outfit during the photo shoot.  Luckily for me, I didn't find one that I cared too much for b/c randomly on Sunday morning, I was glancing through his closet when an outfit jumped out at me.  It's not a christening gown, but I didn't want that -- he's no longer an infant, so I wanted a light blue or white john-john.  I found a blue and white seersucker shortall/john john that he hadn't worn before...perfect!  Anyway, since there was no longer a wedding to attend Saturday night, I cooked enchiladas and Mexican rice, and David made guacamole.  We even had enough left over for lunch on Sunday.  And I must admit, I wasn't heartbroken over the fact that they missed the wedding.  DS and I enjoyed our visit with Gran and Papa D.  His pictures were great.  Hopefully I won't spend as much on these as I did last time...but, I probably will...this kid doesn't take too many bad pictures!

Sitting on our back patio in his best farmwear...including matching farmer's tan...

Sunday night, after Scotty made it back from his "Boys' Trip," Lee came over for a visit.  Unfortunately, Sunday night, like the two previous nights, DS did not sleep too well, and I think we were ALL up for most of the night on and off.  However, last night, we started his routine a little earlier than usual, and I don't know what it was, but we did something right b/c DS slept ALL NIGHT LONG!  I am so ready for this to become a regular occurrance.  Perhaps it's his ever-increasing maturity b/c last, but certainly not least, David Scott is 9 months old today!!!  I'll have an official 9-month old post following his doctor's visit on Friday. 

DS:  No, Mama, I don't want to take a picture.  Can't you see I'm trying to read?!?